Stability
Death Cab for Cutie - Stability
Time for the final bout.
Rows of deserted houses..
All our stable mates are highway bound.
Give us our measly sum:
Getting the air inside my lungs is heavenly.
Were starting out with nothing but crippling doubt.
Well rest easy (justified).
Ive suffered a swift defeat.
Ill endure countless repeats.
The gift of memory is an awful curse,
with age it just gets much worse,
But I wont mind.
I wont mind..
I wont mind..
I wont mind..